Chapter 2227

The man rubbed his head. This matter had to be dealt with. No matter what, he was still his son. It would be inexcusable if he didn't do anything even though his leg was broken.

He also knew what kind of person his son was. To be honest, he also felt that it was too much. However, he was his son after all. Even a vicious tiger wouldn't eat its cubs. Could he really kill his own son?

The Bei Shun family had many descendants, but they were all good-for-nothings. There weren't many like Young Master Bei Shun. Sometimes, the rarer something is, the greater its value.

Young Master Bei Shun was actually very liked by the old man in the Bei Shun family. The old man loved his younger generation, especially the good-for-nothings.

This kind of love was a kind of spoiling. Sometimes, there was no reason for it. This was family love, a result of blood ties.

They wanted their children to be dragons and phoenixes. There were too many dragons and phoenixes in the family. A pheasant would be even more popular.

Bei Shun shook his head. "Don't worry about this for now. Let the younger generation deal with it."

...

There was no reason in this world. Even if there was, it would be hard to explain. The young people of the Bei Shun family were extremely angry.

Especially Young Master Bei Shun's brother, Bei Shun Gong.

Bei Shun Gong was different from his good-for-nothing brother. He was the genius of the Bei Shun family. He was definitely one of the top few in the Bei Shun family.

He actually didn't like Young Master Bei Shun. However, his brother's leg was broken, and the culprit was a young man. If he didn't stand up for him, would his father or the elders in the family?

He couldn't afford to lose face, so he had to stand up for him. The other brothers and sisters were also giving suggestions.

"What are you hesitating for, Brother Gong? We'll go with you and kill that kid. It's been so many years since someone dared to attack a monk like me."

"That's right. He dared to break the legs of the Bei Shun family. I want to see who he is. How dare he."

"Our Bei Shun family has been too low-key. I don't know why the Bei Shun family hasn't participated in those things for so many years. Is it good to be so low-key?"

"Let's go and get this Qinchuan. Let's see what's so special about him that he dares to be so arrogant."

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The group of people walked out of the Bei Clan and arrived at the Chu Zhou Academy. They arrived at the arena because Qinchuan was there.

To them, finding someone was too easy. They walked directly towards Qinchuan.

Many people in the surroundings saw this scene, and their expressions were extremely interesting. There was going to be a good show to watch. This was a member of the Beichu Clan, and they wondered how this Qinchuan was going to deal with it.

For a moment, the surrounding people were extremely quiet as they looked at Qinchuan, Bei Ju Gong, and the others.

Right now, no one was looking at the people fighting on the martial field. This made the people fighting on the martial field feel very awkward. They didn't know whether to fight or not. It was too awkward.

"Those on the stage, stop fighting first. We can't miss a good show. Let's fight again later. Come down first and give up the arena."

With this shout, the people on the stage became even more embarrassed. Many people below began to make a ruckus. The two people on the stage were not very popular, and they were very unpopular. With this shout, many people followed suit.

In the end, the two of them could only walk down the stage angrily. When they passed by Bei Ji Gong, they bowed and greeted him with a smile, "Young Master Gong!"

Bei Ji Gong nodded and didn't say anything.

Qinchuan and Zhao Han were watching from where they were. At this moment, they naturally saw Bei Ji Gong. He had already expected such a situation, so he wasn't surprised.

"Qinchuan, right? You hit my brother," said Bei Ji Gong.

"That trash. So what if I hit him? Isn't that normal?" said Qinchuan with a smile.

"No matter how useless he is, it's not your turn to hit him." Bei Ji Gong frowned. He knew that Qinchuan would be very arrogant, but he didn't expect him to be this arrogant.

"It's not my turn to hit him? If I hit him, would it be your turn to hit him? Who do you think you are? "sneered Qinchuan.

Towards such a person, Qinchuan wouldn't be polite, not at all. That trash had committed such a huge mistake and acted like a beast. Even if the Bei Ji Clan didn't kill him, they still allowed him to be so insolent and even bully and humiliate Hall Master Wu.

Qinchuan knew that the other party also wanted Bei Ji Gong to eliminate the root of the problem. In fact, sometimes, it wasn't because they were afraid of the other party's revenge. It was just a habit.

Habits were scary.

Bei Ji Gong's expression was very ugly. When had he ever been talked to like this? The Bei Ji Clan was the number one clan in the five continents, and he was the young genius of the Bei Ji Clan. Even the people from the Bei Ji Clan were very polite to him and had high hopes for him.

When outsiders saw him, no matter who it was, they would all flatter him. As for the younger generation, the number of people who could make him look them in the eye could be counted with two hands.

Therefore, he was very unhappy. There were two types of arrogant people. One was disdainful, and the other was like a fried chicken that would explode at the slightest provocation.

Bei Ji Gong was the second type. He was very arrogant, but he was very narrow-minded. He couldn't tolerate others doubting or disrespecting him.

He liked it when others were polite to him and compliment him. It was especially so for the younger generation. When they saw him, it was best to show admiration and envy.

Not only did Qinchuan not admire or admire him, he even insulted him and treated him with disdain. Therefore, he was very unhappy and angry.

"Very good. This is the first time I've seen such an arrogant and ignorant person like you. Not bad, not bad." Bei Ji Gong suppressed the anger in his heart and said word by word.

Qinchuan shook his head. "Do you feel great saying this and feel superior?"

He hated such attitudes. He had encountered it many times over the years and felt disgusted. Therefore, the best way to deal with such people was to slap their faces until they were swollen and smashed.

"You, you …"

"Come on, don't talk so much nonsense. Since you came to find me, then let's end this quickly. I still have to go back to eat."

The more Qinchuan's tone was like this, the angrier Bei Ji Gong became. He roared and pointed a spear at Qinchuan before charging over.

This spear was snow-white and it was like a graceful white snake that emitted icy cold air.

Ten Thousand Year Mystic Ice White Snake Spear!

When this spear was shot out, not only was it cold, it also contained frost poison. Moreover, this was a spirit weapon that had its own spirituality. When used together with Bei Ji Gong, it was simply flawless.

It was unknown how many people had died in the hands of this powerful divine weapon.

Qinchuan's consciousness moved and the Forging God Sword Hammer appeared in his hand.

Since the opponent was a spirit weapon, Qinchuan planned to destroy it. This was a spirit weapon.

Every spirit weapon could be said to have evolved from a spirit weapon.

Spirit weapons were split into many levels. Only when one reached the top would there be a small hope of becoming a spirit weapon. Not only did the spirit weapon need to be itself, but the user also had to meet many conditions. Only when the user and the spirit weapon reached a certain point, when the time was right and the people were in harmony, could the spirit weapon become a spirit weapon.

The probability was too low, so there were very few spirit weapons. Every one of them was very, very strong.

Of course, Qinchuan's spirit weapon was only a beginner spirit weapon. It didn't have the ability to destroy the world.